Luna was too pretty, Ginny thought without rancor, spread out over the rough sheets in her little apartment, her legs white and long in fishnets, more stockings wrapped tightly around her wrists and ankles, pinning them to the headboard and the foot of the bed.
Luna liked to touch, and move, and be altogether shameless. Ginny had fun that way, but she was curious; and in the end, maybe she just liked being in control.
Her girl moaned, eyes rolling under glittering eyelids, and arched her body in a slow, languid line. Ginny crawled up the bed and licked a patch of white skin through black net high on the inside of her upper thigh, making her cry out on a long, musical note.
"Shh...hold still." Ginny advised with a note of wicked humor in her voice, and as Luna writhed helplessly, mewling, she moved up for a feast.
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Luna liked to touch, and move, and be altogether shameless. Ginny had fun that way, but she was curious; and in the end, maybe she just liked being in control.
Her girl moaned, eyes rolling under glittering eyelids, and arched her body in a slow, languid line. Ginny crawled up the bed and licked a patch of white skin through black net high on the inside of her upper thigh, making her cry out on a long, musical note.
"Shh...hold still." Ginny advised with a note of wicked humor in her voice, and as Luna writhed helplessly, mewling, she moved up for a feast.
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